Twenty

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“You're not giving up on me now, are you, Princess? You wouldn’t make me go back out there with this for the rest of the day, would you?” Tyler grinds his rock-hard c**k against my swollen nub, and I cry out. From pain or pleasure or both, I am not sure. “So… tired… Can't… feel… Hands…” My mouth is so dry and scratchy that I can barely move my tongue properly to speak. He did it… He finally did it… He broke me… I’m broken beyond repair. Tyler chuckles and lifts my arms free from the metal bar. They are still bound by his belt, but at least the pressure of my weight is gone. I can instantly feel the flow of blood rushing to my cold fingertips. Tyler places my bound hands over his neck as he scoops me up off the floor. He squeezes my ass cheeks apart, and a finger runs over my back entranc

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